Her Fragrance

When her light disappears from my room
I'm drowned into her fragrance
All my unsaid words go lost
Unexpressed buckets of feelings go beyond measurement
I'm caught into a constant clash
Where my thoughts and feelings fight for your light
Every single painted world comes to fall down
And amidst the border of reality and illusion
I hang like a dead, dry leaf
Which neither has existence nor emancipation!

by Aadil Hingorjo

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